She walked through the park towards the museum. When she got there she sat down on a bench. In front of her she discovered the projectors that lit up the museum at night. She imagined that you would be blinded when they were turned on and decided to wait for it to happen. Finally it was completely dark and she realized that the lights would not be turned on. It made the darkness feel different, less compact and with more contours. Then she turned around and realized that the museum actually was lit up, but only by other projectors. She raised herself from the bench and left without being disappointed. Instead she felt a satisfaction over the fact that it had not turned out as she had expected. She had wished that the flash of blindness could make images in her memory disappear. But instead she came to see that the darkness submerged them just as well.